Why? Why did she never think about it?

Are they so similar?

Now these are not the most important, the important thing is to save people.

"Mr. Char, please hurry up and give my uncle a blood transfusion."

Char also reacted and immediately said to the doctor who was standing at the door waiting for their decision: "Take me to a blood transfusion."

After two steps, he suddenly turned around and reached out and grabbed the collar of the attending doctor, staring at him warningly, "Save him, if you don't save him, I will level your hospital and let you bury him."

Like a demon.

Everyone: "..."

You intimidate people like this, add psychological burden to them, how can they save people?

...

"Mr. Char."

Because of his low blood sugar physique, after a blood transfusion, Char's face was pale and bloodless, and he needed to support the wall when he walked. His entourage immediately stepped forward to support him.

Ji Anning raised his head and looked at Char who came by, staring at his handsome face, which is favored by the years.

I never felt that they were so similar.

Shook his head.

No, it's impossible. Grandpa loves his uncle so much and treats him like his life.

How could the uncle be not him... not his son?

He is such a cautious person. If the brother-in-law was not his own son, he had found out early, why would he still love him so much?

So Uncle and Char...

Ji Anning looked up at Char again. He had already walked in front of him. She quickly stopped her thoughts and nodded sincerely to thank Char, "Thank you Mr. Char."

Qi Helian and the others also glanced at Char.

Xiang Yiqing's gaze stayed on Char's face, and he repeatedly thought about the same question with Ji Anning.

If it hadn't been for Ji Anning's words, he might think that the similarities between Ji Chicheng and Char were just a coincidence, but there are so many coincidences, but there is still such a story.

Then... it shouldn't be as simple as a coincidence.

Char's rare deepness, he just glanced at Ji Anning, did not stop, walked straight to the door of the emergency room and looked inside anxiously.

Following his entourage, they were very puzzled by his reaction and behavior.

When is their Mr. Char ever so nervous?

And it's a nervous person.

It seems that he is still the person he has always wanted to deal with.

As time passed, everyone was waiting. The expression on everyone's face was anxious, the pain of waiting.

Qi Helian rubbed his face with his hands, rubbing and rubbing, the makeup on his face was washed away by sweat, and his face was flushed with frustration.

Wu Tezhu's face has never recovered the blood.

I don't know how long I waited, the door of the emergency room finally opened.

Several doctors came out, and the head doctor opened a mask several times. He raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ji Anning and the others rushed forward nervously, holding the doctor's hand excitedly.

"How is my doctor, my uncle?"

The doctor said: "The patient has multiple fractures, serious brain injuries, and lack of vitality. Now the intensive care unit is observing and family members must be psychologically prepared at any time."

Hearing this, Char suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the doctor's collar, and stared at him with warning eyes: "I don't want to hear this. If he can't save him, you don't even want to live."

His body is really full of murderous and terrifying hostility.

Facing the attitude of the patient's family, the doctor is naturally unhappy, but he dare not even speak louder.